Being unemployed has the unintentionmal side effect of draining part of the thrill of the weekend. The concept of Saturday and Sunday isn't quite as fun and exciting when you could relax at home any day of the week.
Now that I have a full week of work under my belt and a week of class and work waiting for me tomorrow morning I think I fully appreciate the beauty of a lazy Sunday once more.
We woke up this morning without an alarm and got breakfast. Then, I started the boston butt in the slow cooker for dinner. Now we are just hanging out in our pajamas not doing anything of any consequence. It's wonderful. :)